Saturday, December 28, 2019

Something new.

The words are stuck.

A few actions will unstick them: driving, walking, or stitching. Somehow the last one seems out of place, but it's the only practical thing at the moment.

Until I get my back issues sorted out, driving or walking for any duration or distance, are not options. But I think I just challenged myself there.

In the meantime, there's a basket of talent waiting to be discovered. Glyphs are planned. Alien poetry waiting in the wings.


  1. ugh, back issues ... no words for that

    but glyphs ... such promise there

  2. big back problems here, both of us. haven't taken a stitch


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